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All Warnings, Adviories & Disclaimers Apply.  BE 18 OR BE GONE!!!!!!

New York City wasn't a bad palce to be back then.  I was a student 
working at an office job and doing what I enjoyed.  That was being a 
musician. Lots of weekend and night gigs at cocktail parties, lounges and 
so on.  There were a few pianists I worked for as standing time-keeper ( 
bass player to you who have not been in the jazz scene).  Freelance 
stuff, pick-up groups.  In between I went from one bad love affair to 
another  Meet lots of interesting and different people. Wow, did that 
turn out to be true!
It didn't surprise me when I got a call from a pianist named Randi.  Said 
she was new to the City but needed a bass player for a duo.  Randi had 
heard me play somewhere or other and wanted to try a session with me.  I 
was rock steady on the beat and creative enough to let her left hand go 
for improvisation while leaving the bass line strictly to me.  Besides I 
wouldn't overwhelm her style.  I guess she meant I was safe. Hell, it was 
a possible source of revenue.
We met for drinks at the White Horse over on Greenwich Avenue.  I was at 
the bar when I felt a touch on my elbow and turned to meet Randi.  
MARONE!!! She was lovely.  Dark brown hair cut like Audrey Hepburn's in 
"Roman Holiday" and slightly oriental shaped eyes that were absolutley 
cat like in their green color.  She beckoned me to a table.  I followed 
checking her out.  Well dressed, great legs with slender tapering ankles.
I had to remind myself that this was an interview not an assignation.
She dropped her coat over her chair and sat down. She half curled as she 
sat.  Long graceful fingers punctuated her enthusiasm. Her voice 
fascinated me; cello like with no regional accent.  Randi was pleased 
with my knowledge of Ravel, Chaminade and Stravinsky.  Her idea was to 
improvisation in impressionist music style in small clubs and at cocktail 
parties.  I was getting a little cynical. Her ideas were great but we 
were talking not making music.  And yet she was one of the most 
intriguing human beings I had ever met. 
We moved over to El Quijote on twenty-third for dinner. Her fingers 
rested on my wrist as we chatted over dinner.  It turned out she had a 
small apartment in Chelsea.  Would I care to se it and hear her play?
I would have been mad to refuse.  
For someone new to the City, she had done well.  The apartment was 
fascinatingly cluttered with books and artsy objects. A baby grand took 
up most of the small living room.  
Her playing was phenomenal. I thought Teddy Wilson had a light touch but 
Randi's fingers were like butterflies touching the keys.  Her finger span 
was impressive. I wasn't sure whether I was falling in love or in lust 
when I thought about what those fingers could do to my body.  And as I 
stood behind her as she pleased, I noted her great cleavage, especially 
for so slender a girl. "Don't do anything precipitously," I reasoned.  
This could be a great gig.
Randi pushed me out the door after impressing me with her technique 
pianistic technique that is.  I was to come back with my axe (bass) on 
Saturday morning and try a few sets with her. She placed her finger tips 
to her lips and then put them over my mouth on a sort of secondary kiss.
She stroked my face and the door closed leaving me to make my way home.
Saturday at 10:30 I showed up.  Randi opened the door.  She wore a blue 
velvet floor length robe.  A silver pandant highlighted the front.  I got 
a kiss on the cheek. This didn't seem like any ordinary musical 
relationship. Guess I would check with local 802 to see if they had a 
rule to cover union musicians falling for ... I checked myself for being 
stupidly conceited.  It was just her way.
The session went well.  Randi was ecstatic.  She opened a bottle of 
Riesling after leading me into her tiny kitchen.  Cold lunch never looked 
so good.  Randy sat back on the couch swinging her legs to her side.  The 
skirts of her robe parted giving me a glimpse of her white satiny 
panties.  (Never underestimate the erotic power of white.)  I had never 
met such a classy, creative, reserved yet sexy human being.
Randi put some LPs on what was then called a high fi.  Art Tatum and 
Shearing.  As she returned to the couch she took my hand and kissed teh 
palm.  An erotic bolt shot through me.
Randi stood before me and let ther robe fall open. Her skin was flawless. 
The white panties set off her naturally dark skin tanned darker by the 
sun.  I was overwhelmed by her other worldly beauty.  Too awed to react, 
I loked at her perfection.  
She put her hands on either side of my face and pulled me to my feet. Our 
lips met, lingerling lightly.  Our mouths opened and our tongues met.  
Then greedily we probed deeply.  Randi skillfully unbuttoned my shirt. 
Glad I never wore under shirts.  Somehow my shoes and socks were off as 
she undid my belt and let my trousers fall to the floor, leaving me only 
in my blue bikini briefs (very new style fro men back then).
Randi stepped back and let her robe fall from her shoulders.  She was 
perfection.  I was always a bra and panties freak so that aspect made teh 
moment more intensely beautiful, more intensely erotic.
I was on my knees kissing her thighs, kissing the hem of her panties.  I 
turned her and kissed her round cheeks.  My tongue darted in her navel.
My head brushed the front of her crotch as she pushed me onto my back and 
sank to the floor beside me. For a second as my head brushed the front of 
her panties, it felt like she ahd a girdle under her panties!!!!What!!!!!
She arched her hips nad pulled her panty crotch aside. I saw the gaff. It 
wa sgoing to be my first gay experience but tehn again randi was more 
beautiful, more desireable, more woman than any female I hade ver know.
She kicked off her panties and pulled the gaff off.  Her cock made her 
more beautiful, more desireable.
She kissed my nipples as my finger tips traced the outline of her 
cock-head.  The skin was like baby skin.  I shifted so I could kiss ehr 
stomach yet I knew I wanted to kiss more.  No gg (genetic girl) had ever 
gotten me so arouse.  I ran my tongue around her rim.  My tongue flicked 
a drop of pre-cum from the tip.  It was delicious!
I negulfed teh head and ran my tongue around teh rim as it was in my 
mouth.  Randi teasingly pushed me off.  Her tongue found that sensitive 
spot between my balls amd my hole.  I writhed in ecstasy hungrily trying 
to take her cock in my mouth. I manged to lick the shaft.  Randi suddenly 
lay back and allowed me to eat her.  Instinctively i brought her to 
climax in my mouth. Anew world had opened to me!
Randi pushed me onto my back and ate me until I exploded in wave after 
wave of newly discovered ecstasy.
  We lay in eachother's arms for what seemed like eternity but yet was 
too brief a time.  
We kissed lightly as I left. "The job is yours...But we need to rehearse 
her here regularly."


I didn't feel threatened or upset at what happened between me and Randi.
On the contrary, I was elated.  The sex was wonderfully gratifying and 
romantic. Besides, it was my first experience with a guy and it added a 
whole new dimension to my existence.  ANd yet I couldn't think of Randi 
as a guy.  She was too graceful, too beautiful and despite her fully 
functioning cock, she was a female.  Rather more "complete" than any gg I 
had ever been with.  ANd sex w/ Randi was better than any sex I had.
STill, why let an affair get in the way of what could be a good business 
relationship.  Randi must have been thinking that way too because she 
didn't mention it either.
It was a week later and I was to meet Randi for lunch and then we go to 
her apartment to rhearse. My bass was still at her apartment.
I came behind Randi as we approached the restaurant where we would have 
lunch.  She looked fanatstic even from the back and in a very demure 
outfit.  She wore an amorphous gray skirt, very opaque and offering no 
hint of her hips. A blue blazer topped off an ecru turtle neck.  Black 
patent opera pumps completed the ensemble.  Dark gray hose.
We ate a light lunch.  Randi had seated herself in such a way that she 
was pretty well hidden from view.  She crossed her legs so as to give me 
a glimpse of thigh above the darker welts of her hose. She allowed her 
shoe to dangle from her toes.  At one point her foot rested on the edge 
of her chair seat so her skirt fell as to give me a view of the back of 
her thigh.  She shifted to more lady like posture but made sure to reveal 
the lace hem of her black panties.  
We never did get to rehearse thatafternoon.  Randi led me by the hand to 
her bedroom.  She sat me on the edge of the bed as she undid my clothing
She knelt before me and took my cock in her mouth and gently swirled her 
tongue around the rim until I was rock hard.  Her hair was so soft and 
smooth as I stroked her head while she mouthed me. 
Randi rose to her feet and let her skirt fall to the floor.  She pulled 
her sweater over her head and shook her hair loose.   Randi straightened 
up and stood before me. Off white bra, black panties and garter belt.  
Her thighs were like silk in the soft light that filtered through the 
blinds.  It was evident that there was no gaff under her panties this 
time.
She bent forward and kissed me.  Randi pulled my face to her belly. I was 
ever harder as I tasted the soft, silken warmth of her smooth skin.  She 
pushed me down onto my back and straddled me facing my feet.  The curved 
seeem at the back of her panties was inches from my face.  Rnadi bent all 
the way forward lightly kissing my balls.  I raise my haead and began 
tonguing her bottom through the panties.  She stood over me, hooked her 
thumbs in the waist band of her panties and let them fall. I tongued that 
very tender spot between her balls and her hole. I felt her squirm and 
suddenly she was grinding her delicious bottom in my face.  She held her 
panties in her finger tips and ran them lighly over my body.  The 
sensation got me harder.
Hungrily I tried to engulf her cock in my mouth but she kept teasing me. 
 Then I was pinned under kness and allowed to flick my tongue over her 
balls which she kept inches from my mouth.  Finally I was allowed to 
taste her deliciously throbbing cock. My tongue flicked away the first 
drops of precum.  No gg ever tasted so good.  Randi began to ease her 
cock deeper into my mouth.  I was discovering techniques to satisfy her 
that I didn't know existed.  I pushed her off me and eased her legs open. 
 My tongue crept up the underside of her shaft.  I took her cock-head in 
my mouth and playfully nipped but ver so lightly. Randi sighed and 
moaned."Cum, I screamed. Let me taste every drop of you."
I felt her throb as he arched her back adb exploded in long, hot, yummy 
spurts.  I swallowed every drop.
We lay panting until Randi sat up and ate me. As I was about to cum, she 
took her thumb and first finger and wrapped them around my scrotum above 
my balls.  She closed them tightly and drew my balls away from my body.  
The ecstasy seh was creating with her fingers mouth increased but her 
grasp kept me from cuming.  My cock, my balls, my very being very 
vibrating.  She paused look at me with an almost innocent smile.  She tok 
my cock in her mouth and released her grasp.. AS I exploded she milked my 
balls. It was like nothing I had ever experienced.  
Randi smilde dat me an dropped her panties over my face.  She snuggled 
close and we aly in the afterglow of our ecstasy.

I started spending more time with Randi than I was with anyone else.  Sex 
with ggs  had been on hold for several weeks.  Randi had so mcuh more to 
offer.
We were spending Sunday afternoon at an art museum.  Randi was wearing a 
white cotton blouse.  It was opaque but one could see the back of her bra 
and the straps although the fornt revealed nothing. The collar was turned 
up and an extra button left undone. When Randi bent forward her cleavage 
was highlighted by the lacy edge of her intensely white bra.  Her 
suntanned claves were like a sculpture.  Bare legs vanished beneath the 
hem of a gray-blue a-line skirt.  Penny loafers & crew socks never looked 
so erotic as they did on Randi that morning.  She insisted on using 
stairs rather than elevators.  She bounded up the stairs ahead of me and 
then bent over to adjust her socks. Form a few stairs down I was afforded 
a brief but riveting glimpse of pink satin panties.  Randi had an 
incredible way of taking every day clothing and panties and turning them 
into the most seductive  ensembles.  She straightened up and in a prody 
of smothing out her skirt flipped it up to ofer me a view of her round 
firm bottom highlighted by the satiny pink panties.  A second's pause 
with her skirt up had me enthralled.  In a wink she was the demure young 
museum visitor once more.  
We sat in the museum garden enjoying a coffee in the spring sunshine.  
She rested her foot on my thigh. But soon her  toes were massaging my 
crotch as she smiled so innocently at me.  Several middle aged ladies 
noticed Randi and commented among themselves on her fresh wholesome 
looks.  If they only knew!!!!
We were spending very enjoyable days and then making very intense love. 
Foreplay for Randi started as soon as we met as in the case above.
Some weeks later we decided to have a picnic near her mom's summer home. 
 Randi's dad was an A#one shit and her mom didn't want their only child 
to ne anything like him and so she remade Randi into the lovely unique 
and exotic being I was having an affair with.  
We ate lunch and sipped wine on a knoll near a spring. Randi spread her 
skirt around her legs as she curled them under her.  Each time she 
shifted more thigh was revealed above her hose.  The smoke colored 
stockings were in contrast to her white pleated skirt.  Her marble firm 
thighs were set off by the darker stocking tops and the black straps of 
her garter belt.  SHe lay back with her knees bent and raised. The skirt 
slid over her thighs to her waist.  She all but her purred as she lay in 
the warmth of the sun and of my admiration.  Soon Randi stood up and let 
the skirt fall to the blanket.  It was evident she was not wearing a 
gaff.  The shiny white material showed the outline of her cock in 
highlights and shadows.  I rose to my knees and kissed teh tip through 
the silkewhiteness.  I looke up at Randi at Randi as she smiled down in 
approval.  I placed my lips to her foot and kissed it.  Slowly I worked 
my up to the back of her knees, to her thighs.  She spread her legs 
slightly  as my tongue found the crotch of ehr panties.  I flicked the 
back of her balls through the hem. 
Randi dropped to her kneels and her tongues swirled together in a 
kneeling embrace.  Randi began sucking my nipples.  Her fingers stroked 
my balls as she made my nipples ahder and harder.  She locked her thighs 
around my head and rolled me onto my back. I lightly licked her balls 
making her giggle as she knelt over my face.  I writhed as her nails 
stimulated my cock.  Hungrily I took her cock head into my mouth.  Randi 
turned and began to tongue the rim of my cockhead.  Slowly , throbbingly 
I came in her mouth. She kissed me so that I tasted my own cum.
Randi was kissing me betwen my legs.  Her tongue darted in and out of my 
bottom.  She deliberately forced me onto my back and hooked my knees with 
her arms. Leaning forward she brought my knees to my chest.  Licking my 
neck she whispered "Relax and let do the work!"  He rcockhead pressed 
against my sphincter.  I yelped as she entered me.  SH epaused with just 
her head in me.  It was wonderfully new! I put my hands on teh back of 
her head and kissed her deeply.  I cupped her bottom with both my hands 
and forced ehr deeper into me.  Her stockinged thighs against mine 
heightened every movement.  I rolled and moaned. Randi pressed 
rhtymically against me.  I was in ecstasy.  I wante dthis to last & last. 
 Randi came hard inside me.  I came for a second time spurting my hoot 
cum against Randi's belly.
My first time being fucked, I mean really fucked.  It was sensational!
Would Randi never stop showing me new experiences?

It took me a few minute sto comcentrate on my playing.  Randi really 
looked more fantastically beautiful than ever.  We were hired to play for 
the for cocktail hour at a very posh dinner dance in Fifth Avenue 
mansion.  I met Randi at the site. She was unreal!!  A white Empire dress 
was something out of "Dr Zhivago" or the Brando film "Desiree."  A three 
strand pearl choker highlighted her swnlike neck.  ( More functionally, 
it probably covered her Adam's apple albeit a very small, non-prominent 
one.) Long kidskin gloves both concealed and drew attention to her arms 
and the expressive movement of her fingers.  A gold watch was worn over 
the glove.  I had to keep reminding myself that Randi was not a gg and 
that we were here to work.  There was always the possibility we wuld be 
asked to leave before we started.  After all the hired help (Randi) 
shouldn't make the guests and hosts look tacky by comparison.  
We were very well received and I figured this would lead to more gigs 
especially if we became an in thing w/ the crowd.  ("Trendy" wasn't in 
use yet.)
WHen Randi was being paid she asked if we could stay for one dance set.  
The hostess agreed. No idea that Randi was a guy en femme and I was her 
lover!  
I put my arm around Randi's waist and felt the elastic and boning of her 
foundation garment. SHe leaned her head against my chest as we started to 
dance; the scent of her hair was exhilirating.  We danced ever so closley 
yet with pressing hard against eachother.  The curve of her lower abdomen 
brushed lightly against my groin.  It was incredibly arousing yet being 
in Randi's arms was so peaceful.  The rest fo the world didn't exist.  We 
moved in time to the music secure in the peace that our love affair was 
generating.  Nothing existed but the electricity that flowed between us.
Rndi put her finger tips to her lipsd and kissed them before putting them 
to my lips. It wa a maddeningly sexy and arousing yet ladylike gesture. 
That also described Randi; maddeningly sexy but sophisticated and 
ladylike!
We danced close to the door and vanished onto Fifth Avenue and into a 
cab.  Randi leaned into my side and rested her head on my chest so that 
her hair was against my face.  Her hand found my mine and rested against 
my crotch as our fingers intertwined.  Randi was as no lover I have known 
before or since!
We paused at the door of her apartment.  I eased the bass in the door. 
Randi switched on the lights and put a cold supper on the table. She 
poured some Beaujolais.  As we clicked glasses Randi's fingers undid my 
shirt buttons and grazed over my nipples.  She stepped back and shook her 
hair loose. Soon I stood in my bikini briefs.  Randi, still fully 
dressed,surveyed me.  It was very clear that she was the one in control 
of all our love making!
With a wry smile she traced the outline of my cockhead her finger nails. 
She weighed my balls in her hands and squeezed lightly but hard enough to 
make me draw breath. We kissed and as our tongues touched she bit mine 
lightly. 
Randi stood with her back against me as I undid the  zipper of her dress. 
She eased it off her shoulders but didn't let it fall just yet.  She 
pressed her bottom against my crotch slowly grinding her hips against me.
The dress fell to the ground. 
She was ever more elegant and more arousing.  A white longline bra, waist 
cincher combination set off her tan. Ivory panties with lace insets 
highlighted her hips and her cock. Ivory stockings were pulled taught by 
the garters of the bra/cincher.  Bone T-strap heels were the complement 
to this virginal but ever so sexy ensemble.  We kissed deeply.  
Caressing and kissing we moved toward her bed. Suddenly her knee shot 
into my crotch; just enough to double me over but not immobilize me.  
Giggling she pulled my face  aagainst her groin and then pressed it 
against her firm belly.  
SHe pulled me to my feet and kissed me deeply as she squeezed my balls.  
We fell back on the bed in an intense embrace. Our tongues probed deeper. 
Fingers and tongues probed every orifice, kissed and tasted every part. 
I slipped Randi's panties down and she kicked them across the room.  I 
greedily swallowed her cock as it sprang free of the silken restraint.
Randi filled me with her delicious cum.
"Now i have to treat you something new," she giggled.  Hell, I thought we 
had done it all. Randi was on her back and pulling me acros her.  I 
straddled her and kissed her nipples.  She drew her knees to her chest.  
Her ankles and claves massaged my face.  The texture of the hose over her 
firm legs was intoxicating.  She hald my balls in one hand, my cock in th 
eother.  She teased ehr bottom with the tip of muc ock.  SHe thrust her 
hips forward adn took the head of my cock into her tight boy pussy.  It 
was beyond sensational.  Her hands on my butt pulled me deeper into her 
and into ecstasy that I had never know, She licked my neck as her fingers 
lighly cressed the back of my balls. SHe squeezd my cock tightly to 
prolong the ecstasy.  As I exploded, Randi squezed my balls.  The pain 
only heightened the ecstasy.
It was an experience beyond belief. ANd yet Randi would initiate me into 
sexual experiences that were more intense.

We had a series of gigs in a vacation area in the mountains of eastern 
Pennsylvania. It was great!!! We perforemd three or four nights a week at 
dinner or cocktail parties and in dimly lit, romantic restaurants. Male 
diners looked at her hungrily, women diners were green with envy of her 
ethereal beauty. I wondered wht there reactions would have been if they 
knew what she could offer that no gg could ever match.  Most of them 
would have been turned on!
  We made love, slept in each other's arms awkened to tenderness and 
passion.   We spent the days srolling the hills and swimming nude in a 
spring near the house we borrowed from Randi's family. 
We had been walking in the warm sun when Randi suddenly walked rapidly 
ahead of me.  She pulled her tee shirt over her head and let it drop to 
the grass.  She unzipped her Bremudas, let them fall and kicked them 
aside.  Her slender but toned figure moved swiftly. Her white bra was 
blinding as the sun hit the elastic back.  The powder blue panties clung 
to the perfect globes of her bottom.  She turned to me and waved me to 
follow.  The sun glistening on the blue nylon created shadows that 
reminded that her cock made her a better lover than any gg before or 
since!
We descended a knoll and Randi ran ahed and waded into a natural pool 
formed by a wide spot in a stream.  She wet her hair and then slid under 
the water. I was down to my bikini briefs and waded in after her.  We 
romped in the water like two otters at play.  We kissed deeply under the 
icy spring water.  Soon we lay shivering on the knoll allowing the sun to 
warm and dry us.  I dozed in a glow of arousal and contentment.
I opened my eyes as Randi ran her long nails over my niplles and down my 
body just grazing my cock through my now dry bikini pants.  She slid them 
off me and took me in her mouth.  My cock wnet rigid.  She let my cock 
out of her mouth and sat over my face.  SHe pulled her panty crocth aside 
and exposed her hole to me.  She sat closer and again ate my cock.  My 
tongue darted into her hole. She wiggled in stisfaction and acceptance.  
I kissed that tender spot between her hole and her smoothly shaved balls. 
We came in unison.
Randi played magnificently at the cocktail hour gig we did in retaurant.
We returned home in a great mood.  Randi had been offered several 
lucrative engagements but they required  that she work with a girl. 
partner.  Guitar or bass. I kissed her neck lighly as I unzipped her 
black dress.  "I guess I'm out of here soon."  Randi smiled her wickedest 
smile as she stepped out of the dress.  She was elfin yet magnificent as 
she stood in black longline bra, black lace edged panties and black 
stockings held taut by the garter straps.  Her cock made her all the more 
beautiful and all the more desireable.  She went into the bathroom and 
turned on  the shower.  Her panties came down to reveal her round bottom 
so plae where the swim suit covered it as she sunned. In the half light 
she appeared to be wearing skintight white panties. I wanted to stay with 
her but I knew it was over. Or was it? 
Randi called me to scrub her back.  I joined her. She soaped my chest and 
kissed me as her hand soaped my crotch.  She  produced a can of shave 
cream and spread it over my chest.  I guessed at what was to come.  Soon 
I was rid of all body and leg hair.
Randi dried me.  My heart raced as she sat me on the bed. Several items 
of lingerie were pulled from her dresser. I stood with my back to her as 
she drew me tightly into a black waist cincher.  The silken black panties 
were slowly drawn over my newly shaven crotch.  The  I beacme rock hard. 
Randi hooked a strpless bra closed behind me as she kissed my back.  I 
began to throb as she drew the black stockings up my legs and snapped the 
garters in place.  She kissed my lips as she inserted breast forms into 
the bra.  She pushed me back onto the bed and ate me until I came.  after 
palcing me at her vanity table she did my make up and  combed my full 
hair into a pixie style. Our lips met.  The feel of my lipstick against 
Randi's mouth was deliciously new. I stood before her full length mirror. 
My cock stiffened on seeing my own reflection!  Damn!!!I could really go 
for someone like the person I had become. 
"See, I don't need a girl for a partner. I have you."
We kissed deeply as we stood before the mirror. Randi had dressed in a 
white lingerie ensemble that mirrored mine. I sat on the edge o f the bed 
extending each leg forward and slowly running my finger tips over my 
sleekly nyloned legs.  As I smoothed out the wrinkles I realized how 
marvelously sensuous it is to play the role of a sedcuitve woman  
especiallywhen attired to be one.  I knew at once this would not be the 
only occasion on which I would eagerly donn the clothing and the role of 
sophisticated seductress.
Sinking onto the bed or fingers slid over our panty covered cocks.  The 
cocks touched through the silken, sheer panties.  Randi pushed my bra 
cups down so that her tongue could stimulate my nipples as her finger 
probed my hole.  I was aroused beyond endurance.  I lay on my back and 
drew Randi to me.  I pulled my panties down and kicked them aside  Randi 
tongued my thighs above the dark tops of my stockings.  I pulled her face 
to mine and kissed her deeply as I swung her between my legs.  I pulled 
her cock from her panties and pressed the head against my hole.  I ran my 
fingers over her balls and pushed her cock into me. I moaned and screamed 
as she pumped into me.  I was cumming in wave after wave. Great 
explosions that rose from the tip of my spine  spattered cum across our 
bellies. Randi kissed me deeply as I pulled her deeper into me.  She 
moaned and yelled as she exploded in my bottom. 
We licked each other clean.  Soon we were hard and ebgaged in 69.  Our 
cum filled mouths met in a lipstick lubricated kiss. The tastes and 
textures were so new, so arousing even as they satisfied me. 
I could see that we weren't going to end our relationship just yet.
                                     THE END
COMMENTS ARE WELCOMED. I will answer all civil e-mail from adults.
Cordially,
Marti/Mardee Louise